Taehyung drove his way to work, getting there right on time. He worked at a movie theater, for now. It was a fun job at times, but having to rewatch the same movies over and over got really annoying, really fast. But the job paid really well, considering what it was, so Taehyung stuck with it.
Jimin loved the fact that he had this job since Tae was able to get him into movies for free. He was never caught sneaking Jimin in, but he was always scared that one day he would be.
No new movies were out this week, so the theater was pretty dead. Taehyung was working the food counter that night. Of course he would occasionally snack on the popcorn for himself from time to time because bored eating was a thing he did quite often. Somehow his mind kept flickering with thoughts of a certain someone, and his cheeks would go red on the spot. He still couldn't believe that the guy denied he was a pervert even though he caught him in the act twice.
Eventually, his shift was over and he said bye to his coworkers. He drove home and by the time he got there it was almost midnight.
Jimin had finished unpacking the kitchen all by himself even though Taehyung had told him not to. He felt bad about it. He could hear Jimin snoring and the light sound of music coming from his room. He decided that he would finish unpacking everything for their living room. There wasn't much left to do. Just had to put a couple books and photo frames in place. However, Jimin was always so picky about the set up, so Taehyung meticulously placed things where he thought Jimin would like them.
"I would not be doing this if he wasn't my best friend." Tae muttered to himself repeatedly.
It was about one in the morning by the time he finished. He had to get up for work at nine, which gave him enough time to sleep.
He woke up to the smell of food. He figured that Jimin must've been cooking. His alarm still hadn't gone off, so he just went back to sleep. As soon as his alarm went off, he quickly clicked snooze deciding that he would continue sleeping.
Unfortunately, Jimin slammed his door open and at the top of his lungs, he screamed, "RISE AND SHINE TAEHYUNG!"
Taehyung groaned, completely annoyed and cranky. "I hate you."
"No you don't, because I made you breakfast." Jimin said, bringing the plate over to him. "Thanks for unpacking the leftover boxes in the living room, you didn't have to.
"You didn't have to finish the kitchen but you did anyway." Tae sat up, rubbing his eyes. "I still have to brush my teeth."
"Aw, we are such friendship goals, I love us, brotp."
"Shut up." Tae laughed.
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Around six at night, both Jimin and Taehyung returned home from their job; Jimin getting home first. When Tae walked in, he was ready to throw himself onto the couch, but Jimin was at the doorway with a huge bag in his hands.
"Are you ready?"
And then Taehyung remembered that he was supposed to take Jimin to the laundromat.
"Can't you go by yourself?"
"I can't drive, remember?"
"Yeah, well you should learn."
"I thought you said that seeing that 'pervert' guy wouldn't affect you?"
"It won't..."
"Sure. Then let's go."
"Can we go later?" Tae asked, hoping that if they showed up at a later time there would be no chance that Hoseok would be there.
"No, now, let's go." Jimin pushed Tae out the door.
Once the two settled into the car, Tae processed things in his head, looking for an escape route.
"We should just go to the laundromat closer to our place." He suggested.
"What about the three dollars you wanted to save?"
"Three dollars is nothing, let's just go there."
"Fine." Jimin laughed and rolled his eyes.
It apparently wasn't Taehyung's day.
The big "OUT OF BUSINESS" sign on the door of the building sent a deep shudder through his body.
"It was meant to be, c'mon, take me to the other one." Jimin said, nudging his arm with his own elbow.
When the two arrived at the other laundromat, Tae tried to stay in the car. Jimin argued that he needed company and forced the younger out of the car and into the laundromat.
He studied the area with his eyes, a sigh of relief left his mouth when he didn't spot Hoseok anywhere. He sat with Jimin next to the washer he was using for his clothes. They wouldn't have to be there for any more than an hour at most.
"See, you were freaking out for no reason. He's not even here." And with those words, in walked Hoseok with a sack of clothes over his shoulder.
Tae didn't dare meet eyes with him.
"You fucking jinxed it Jimin!" He whisper yelled at the older.
Jimin turned to the direction Tae was avoiding and smiled widely.
"Oh my god, Jimin, don't you dare-"
"Oh hey Hoseok! Nice seeing you here!" Jimin shouted and waved.
"I'm going to kill you."
"Hey Jimin!" Hoseok grinned when his eyes landed on the boy next to him. "Taehyung." He brought the bag of clothes over to the washer next to Jimin's and unloaded them there, putting them to wash.
"How are you?" He asked Jimin.
"Exhausted. Work is so tiring."
"I feel."
"I don't think I really like being a waiter. I'm probably going to quit once I find somewhere else to work."
"I was a waiter once, I understand the struggle."
"Where do you work now?" Jimin wondered, looking for connections to maybe find another job.
"Many, many places." Taehyung stared at Hoseok questionably.
"So you have multiple jobs?" Tae asked.
"I guess you could say that. They're all relatively the same. But enough about that. How about you TaeTae?"
Tae glared at him. "Only my friends can call me that."
"Right, so I repeat, how about you, TaeTae? Where do you work?" He smiled cheekily.
"He'll never tell you, so I will." Jimin piped in.
"Jimin-"
"He works at the movie theater, Cinema 12." Tae hit his best friend, wanting to commit murder right there and then.
"I usually don't go to the movies, but now I might have to drop a visit." He chuckles.
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A little vmin brotp for ya. Is Jimin the best wingman or what? Or is he a horrible friend? The world may never know.
I honestly hated this chapter lmao the next one will be better, sorry.
